meet my birth family

in response to the post below mine… i found my birthmom when i was 16 by putting my information into adoption search engines… if they won’t allow you due to your age… you just don’t put the year.

i need to wait til i’m older. sixteen doesn’t have enough legal sway for anything in terms of searching for your birth family.

I met my birth mother this past weekend. My head is spinning with all the information that we exchanged. I was lucky to have my meeting go so well..

I think, maybe I’m way off base, but, we adoptees tend to fantasize about our birth families with a romantic twist on it. I believe this as I think we need to feel like we’re not mistakes, unwanted, or different from others.
I remember very clearly creating this elaborate story when I was younger as a defensive move. (kids can be so mean) As a teen I really wanted to believe that I was the product of a couple in love (Romeo-Juliet kinda scenario).
Fact is I was a mistake, they didn’t love each other, and when I met my biological mother she felt alot of pain from a very unhappy past---me. Didn’t feel good at all!
Now, after all that I still believe that finding out is worth it.For me, I had to know!!!!!! I’m still trying to get the info from her on my birth father; she doesn’t want to talk about him. I was told by one of her sisters that it could be this one man(he’s deceased)so I did some digging and found one of his sons. I have yet to do anything with that info.
I’m really quite planted though in my beliefs——we all have the right to know out roots.

I have a mother, 3-sisters and 2-brothers I have never met….

I ended up finding my birth mother over the weekend. I have found that I have a half brother and a large extended family. It is so new that its very hard to absorb all the information.

Wow…its the only way I can describe how I have been feeling since yesterday. I have had some information about my birthmother for some time now. I do some searching then put the info on the back burner for a while then repeat. Until this week when a light bulb went off. I was looking for a women to fit in my puzzle. I kept running into dead ends. Then on Monday I remembered that I work with someone with the same last name. I asked the coworker if he was related and it was his aunt by marriage. I ended up talking to her last night and found out I am the child of her cousin. How freaky is that!! I am still trying to absorb the information. Wow…........

More complicated, yes, but the experience is worth it.